...is not too strong a word. I miss The Netherlands and Belgium so much it actually hurts. I miss the people I met while there. I miss the way my name sounds when a "Dutchie" says it. I miss the long walks through parks and driving through narrow one ways. I miss the open vastness and the windmills in the distance. I miss watching the sun set on land-not behind a mountain. I miss the food...especially the cereal I had in Amsterdam and the pannekoeken I had in Appeldoorn. I miss the culture. I miss everything we had in common-and feeling like I was really supposed to be exactly where I was.
I miss what that time in my life meant-and why I was there.
I honestly feel like I was born in the wrong place...and that maybe...just maybe I'll be lucky enough to call Holland home one day.
Much Love,
j
2 comments:
Wonderful expression of your feelings and thoughts Jonna, it touched me a lot not only because I'm a Dutchie living there too. Nice photos. I love your new header image a lot, it's so precious! Have a wonderful weekend my friend!
Gretings from Amsterdam,
Jürgen.
...THANK YOU!!!! :)
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